Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use To This

Dip dip dipset
Dip dip dipset
Dip dip bitch
do it man
I'm in the

Yo, I started the starters and the fathers who fathered
I the slaughters and slaughter the slaughters who slaughtered
I target than spark it, and Pa be part of this target
artist to artist J.R. is that hardest regardless
Put your fate in his hands, be changin' of plans
A man did, I did it from in rain wit a gram
Now I slither in glitter, Jacob glaze on my hand
Shit, D-12 don't even the name of my band

Man I'm just super fly, two for five, bake the
for eight, eight to eight, wait I'm great, haters hate
Cubs to paper chase, I've dealt with major cake
Ever since Jake the Snake, all I rocked was Apes
Ooh yeah hun, them old Air Ones
Sneaks crispy, 350, you ain't wear none
I'm a girl, get it through your ear drums
No I'm not tellin' you where you can get a pair

I'm sicker than sicker, you than sicker now ain't chu
A Picturin' picture, picture this picture I paint you
I'm swift the fifth, when I grip it, it spit at an angle
You'll be stiffer than stiff, prick, up with angels
I'm just doin' me jewelery, it be
Pimp's ya pa, J.R. hittin' hard, soon you'll see
Act a fool we'll take you to school like truancy
So give me my respect, I'm the true indeed

the Dips, please, we movin' bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, movements shit
That's a fact have a nap and get to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our sick, your movements shit
That's a fact have a nap and get used to this,

Yo, I'm ice chain, bright range, rings, splice Caine
Cop the pound, it down, rock ya town, pipe game
I can do a price
What I pack is I don't mean pass the Bronx
When I say ya plain, look J is built, to let the eighty tilt
Gun brawl, one call, that'll get you killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and peeled, so just chill
Look here, I'm in fa and I ain't talkin' baby milk

When I spray with the mag, you will in it glad
That means lay in a bag, like some that I had
Hoes I up and rag serious
Shit I ain't talkin' periods when I say stay in my path
I 'em like dag, you ain't a killa please
That ain't no killa weed, twigs are filled wit' seeds
I hit the Philippines across the river
O.C. for weeks where I don't the breeze

So I got heifers, whores, with excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who want me to sex raw
But I X'd them all, get head in the bed
Then walk the chickenhead right the exit door
Just it my nig', you can't stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, many ya dig
They just hate how I live, the only time they see me
Under the wing is I'm in the basement of my crib

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
That's a fact have a nap and get used to this,

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our sick, your movements shit
a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah